I PULLED A MAFIA BOSS FROM A SINKING YACHT—24 HOURS LATER, HIS BODYGUARD BROUGHT $2 MILLION TO MY DOOR

sitting quietly while I worked on water samples. Never touching equipment. Never interrupting.

Just present.

“Don’t you have mob business to run?” I asked one night while calibrating the new spectrophotometer he had definitely paid for.

“I have competent people.”

He was reading a marine biology textbook he had somehow acquired.

Actually reading it.

“Did continue reading …